The Moon, The Sun, and The Snow
Passing moon that looks at me
Could you give me the strength to fly?
Don't limit me before the end.
Only then can I dream
The burning sun that burns me
Burn my soul with love
Every sunbeam that hits me
Increases my love for you
Snow that freezes my feet
It covers my soul in white
Be you a purpose
Be a soft purpose
And Fuck you, haters!